Chapter 96 Attack
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
The band changed to a sad tune and started the sad music with a squeaking music saw.
Nick shouted as he walked to the podium, bathed in a cold blue spotlight.
"My late Lords, Ladies and Gentlemen, it is with great sadness that I..."
At this time, a hunting horn was blown, and with a whining sound, twelve ghost horses rushed in through the wall. Each horse had a headless rider on it, and their heads were hung on their waists.
"How are you? Nick, is your head still hanging there?" The leading big ghost got off his horse, took his head off his waist, held it in his hand, and laughed.
The scene suddenly became chaotic, with cheers, exclamations, and applause coming and going.
It was so hellish, Soul sighed.
"Let's go quickly." Ron's teeth chattered. Because of the sudden guests and the cheers of the ghosts, the temperature in the underground classroom was almost below zero.
They quickly retreated toward the door, nodding and smiling at each ghost who looked at them. A minute later, they were hurriedly walking in the corridor lit with black candles.
"I will never come to the Ghost Gathering again." Hermione also whispered to Soul, her face turned blue from the cold, "I should listen to you."
Soul nodded happily.
They finally walked out of the cold corridor, and Harry suddenly stopped with a look of horror on his face.
"Did you hear that?" he said.
"What did you hear?" Ron asked doubtfully. Suer also stopped, his expression unchanged, and his heart trembled, he started, he secretly thought.
"Remember what I told you about that voice I heard in Lockhart's office?"
"It's saying..." Harry whispered in horror, "...hungry...for a long, long time..."
Ron looked anxious and somewhat disapproving, "Maybe it's a prank by some ghost."
"We'd better go to the auditorium quickly. I heard the band performing."
"Listen! Here we go again!" Harry said urgently.
But no one heard any other sounds except the burning sound of Bibo.
"It must be a prank." Ron interrupted Harry and took the lead, "Let's leave quickly. If it's too late, the drumsticks will be gone."
Harry looked up at the ceiling. He could hear the direction of the sound coming from the stone, but Ron had already walked away. He could only put down the fear and a little excitement in his heart and quickly followed. Go up.
Soul silently stared at Harry's back from behind, and a vague memory appeared in his mind.
"Come on, don't stand there." Hermione looked around, but didn't find any movement. She tugged on Soul's clothes with some fear, "Don't you think it's a little spooky here?"
Okay, let’s go back and think about it.
"Why are you here? The performance is over." Justin curiously asked Suer who was sitting next to him.
During the banquet, everyone basically sat down in their seats in their respective houses, and Soul returned to Hufflepuff's long table.
"I went to the underground classroom to attend a ghost party." He took a sip of warm pumpkin juice. The warm feeling spread throughout his body, and he breathed out the hot breath in relief, "It's better to be in the human world."
"Ghost party?" Justin became interested and asked curiously, "What is it like?"
While Sol picked a few chicken legs and pumpkin pie on his plate, he described to Justin the scene he saw when it came to the ghosts' food.
"Ugh..." Moen on the other side retched with a disheveled look on his face, and quickly interrupted Suer, "Stop talking, I can't even eat anymore."
"Don't listen to Moen, keep talking." Justin's eyes lit up, "My dad and I also ate smelly things when we went out to eat, but those smelled bad and tasted very delicious."
"I wonder if ghost food is like this."
Soul glanced at Justin strangely.
Rotten food and smelly food are two different things. There is nothing wrong with this child, right?
Seeing that Su Er was planning to continue talking, Moen quickly took the plate and moved away from them.
Soon, the last pudding was served, and Professor Dumbledore, who was sitting in the middle of the teacher's chair, stood up and announced the end of the dinner.
As he left the Great Hall, Soul quietly glanced at the Gryffindor lineup.
The red-haired Ginny was chatting and laughing with her friends in the team with a pale face.
Doubt filled Su Er's mind.
Has the plot changed?
No, no, Harry clearly heard the monster's voice just now...
Soul glanced at the direction of the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw teams, turned around and walked in the opposite direction with his roommates.
While lining up beside the barrel and preparing to go back to the dormitory, Suer still couldn't control his heart and turned around and ran upstairs.
"Hey, where are you going?" Moen asked.
"I forgot my book in the library. I'll be back later. You and Justin will have a fight first." Suer replied without looking back.
Is it on the fourth floor?Or the third floor?
Soul hurriedly walked through the spacious corridor, and the wand was caught in his hand at some point.
Although he is anxious, he still needs to be vigilant. If he unfortunately encounters the monster, he will definitely not be able to defeat it. However, with the wand in hand, he can at least cast a magic warning. In this way, he may still be saved. .
How could a second-year wizard defeat a monster without preparation.
Soul is still self-aware, after all, he is not the Gryffindor Sword Master.
Very reasonable.
Maybe the monster had gone back. In short, Suer reached the third floor of the castle without encountering any obstacles. When he turned a corner, he saw a large crowd of people.
I also saw an object hanging on the wall of the three-way intersection and a line of shining silver words above it.
"The secret room has been opened"
"Those who are enemies with the heir, be vigilant!"
In the crowd, Harry, Ron and Hermione stared at the scene in front of them in shock with their mouths wide open.
The scene was silent, and everyone was shocked by the tragedy in front of them.
Soul struggled through the crowd and came to Hermione and the others.
Hermione and the others were positioned closer to the front, and Soul could clearly see the object hanging on the wall under the flickering flames of the torch.
Messy gray hair, dull eyes---it's Filch's cat.
As the original plot develops, the first victim is Mrs. Norris.
Malfoy completely lost his mind when he saw Harry. His face turned red, his cold eyes became vivid, he squeezed out of the crowd and shouted loudly,
"Ha, those who are enemies of the heir, be careful, you will be next... Mud..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt a dangerous gaze, and then saw Soul, who was squinting his eyes, next to Hermione.
The experiences of the previous days immediately came out, and Malfoy's reason returned.
He stopped the remaining two words he was about to spit out.
Nick shouted as he walked to the podium, bathed in a cold blue spotlight.
"My late Lords, Ladies and Gentlemen, it is with great sadness that I..."
At this time, a hunting horn was blown, and with a whining sound, twelve ghost horses rushed in through the wall. Each horse had a headless rider on it, and their heads were hung on their waists.
"How are you? Nick, is your head still hanging there?" The leading big ghost got off his horse, took his head off his waist, held it in his hand, and laughed.
The scene suddenly became chaotic, with cheers, exclamations, and applause coming and going.
It was so hellish, Soul sighed.
"Let's go quickly." Ron's teeth chattered. Because of the sudden guests and the cheers of the ghosts, the temperature in the underground classroom was almost below zero.
They quickly retreated toward the door, nodding and smiling at each ghost who looked at them. A minute later, they were hurriedly walking in the corridor lit with black candles.
"I will never come to the Ghost Gathering again." Hermione also whispered to Soul, her face turned blue from the cold, "I should listen to you."
Soul nodded happily.
They finally walked out of the cold corridor, and Harry suddenly stopped with a look of horror on his face.
"Did you hear that?" he said.
"What did you hear?" Ron asked doubtfully. Suer also stopped, his expression unchanged, and his heart trembled, he started, he secretly thought.
"Remember what I told you about that voice I heard in Lockhart's office?"
"It's saying..." Harry whispered in horror, "...hungry...for a long, long time..."
Ron looked anxious and somewhat disapproving, "Maybe it's a prank by some ghost."
"We'd better go to the auditorium quickly. I heard the band performing."
"Listen! Here we go again!" Harry said urgently.
But no one heard any other sounds except the burning sound of Bibo.
"It must be a prank." Ron interrupted Harry and took the lead, "Let's leave quickly. If it's too late, the drumsticks will be gone."
Harry looked up at the ceiling. He could hear the direction of the sound coming from the stone, but Ron had already walked away. He could only put down the fear and a little excitement in his heart and quickly followed. Go up.
Soul silently stared at Harry's back from behind, and a vague memory appeared in his mind.
"Come on, don't stand there." Hermione looked around, but didn't find any movement. She tugged on Soul's clothes with some fear, "Don't you think it's a little spooky here?"
Okay, let’s go back and think about it.
"Why are you here? The performance is over." Justin curiously asked Suer who was sitting next to him.
During the banquet, everyone basically sat down in their seats in their respective houses, and Soul returned to Hufflepuff's long table.
"I went to the underground classroom to attend a ghost party." He took a sip of warm pumpkin juice. The warm feeling spread throughout his body, and he breathed out the hot breath in relief, "It's better to be in the human world."
"Ghost party?" Justin became interested and asked curiously, "What is it like?"
While Sol picked a few chicken legs and pumpkin pie on his plate, he described to Justin the scene he saw when it came to the ghosts' food.
"Ugh..." Moen on the other side retched with a disheveled look on his face, and quickly interrupted Suer, "Stop talking, I can't even eat anymore."
"Don't listen to Moen, keep talking." Justin's eyes lit up, "My dad and I also ate smelly things when we went out to eat, but those smelled bad and tasted very delicious."
"I wonder if ghost food is like this."
Soul glanced at Justin strangely.
Rotten food and smelly food are two different things. There is nothing wrong with this child, right?
Seeing that Su Er was planning to continue talking, Moen quickly took the plate and moved away from them.
Soon, the last pudding was served, and Professor Dumbledore, who was sitting in the middle of the teacher's chair, stood up and announced the end of the dinner.
As he left the Great Hall, Soul quietly glanced at the Gryffindor lineup.
The red-haired Ginny was chatting and laughing with her friends in the team with a pale face.
Doubt filled Su Er's mind.
Has the plot changed?
No, no, Harry clearly heard the monster's voice just now...
Soul glanced at the direction of the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw teams, turned around and walked in the opposite direction with his roommates.
While lining up beside the barrel and preparing to go back to the dormitory, Suer still couldn't control his heart and turned around and ran upstairs.
"Hey, where are you going?" Moen asked.
"I forgot my book in the library. I'll be back later. You and Justin will have a fight first." Suer replied without looking back.
Is it on the fourth floor?Or the third floor?
Soul hurriedly walked through the spacious corridor, and the wand was caught in his hand at some point.
Although he is anxious, he still needs to be vigilant. If he unfortunately encounters the monster, he will definitely not be able to defeat it. However, with the wand in hand, he can at least cast a magic warning. In this way, he may still be saved. .
How could a second-year wizard defeat a monster without preparation.
Soul is still self-aware, after all, he is not the Gryffindor Sword Master.
Very reasonable.
Maybe the monster had gone back. In short, Suer reached the third floor of the castle without encountering any obstacles. When he turned a corner, he saw a large crowd of people.
I also saw an object hanging on the wall of the three-way intersection and a line of shining silver words above it.
"The secret room has been opened"
"Those who are enemies with the heir, be vigilant!"
In the crowd, Harry, Ron and Hermione stared at the scene in front of them in shock with their mouths wide open.
The scene was silent, and everyone was shocked by the tragedy in front of them.
Soul struggled through the crowd and came to Hermione and the others.
Hermione and the others were positioned closer to the front, and Soul could clearly see the object hanging on the wall under the flickering flames of the torch.
Messy gray hair, dull eyes---it's Filch's cat.
As the original plot develops, the first victim is Mrs. Norris.
Malfoy completely lost his mind when he saw Harry. His face turned red, his cold eyes became vivid, he squeezed out of the crowd and shouted loudly,
"Ha, those who are enemies of the heir, be careful, you will be next... Mud..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt a dangerous gaze, and then saw Soul, who was squinting his eyes, next to Hermione.
The experiences of the previous days immediately came out, and Malfoy's reason returned.
He stopped the remaining two words he was about to spit out.
